A Spoonful of Sugar: Don't Beg for Love novel Chapter 367

Chapter 367

Hesper was still observing the surroundings when Locke grabbed her hand. “I saw Uncle Ehren! He’s right there!” 

‘Uncle Ehren?’ 

Hesper was not familiar with the people in the Sulzbachs. But since they were coming out there to catch some fresh air, she followed behind Locke. 

“Uncle Ehren!” 

Hesper raised her head and saw a man sitting amid several brightly colored flowers. There was a wheelchair at the side; she wondered how he moved himself onto the bench. 

It was snowing lightly and the bench was wet. 

“Locke?” The young man tilted his head slightly. Although he was blind, his senses were sharp. ” Who’s standing next to you? Is it Sil?” 

“Nope! She’s a pretty young lady!” Lock replied. He went over and grabbed the man’s hand. “I just picked the prettiest lady and asked her to come out with me to see the flowers!” 

Hesper had only come out for some fresh air, but Locke made it sound quite romantic. 

Ehren let out a chuckle. Hesper examined the young man in front of her who looked a lot like Silvan. Since Locke called him “Uncle Ehren,” she more or less could guess his identity. 

“I’m sorry. Locke is still a kid and he’s been spoiled at home. If he’s caused you any trouble, I apologize on his behalf.” 

‘No, you don’t have to apologize. Besides, Locke is adorable.” 

Ehren frowned slightly and instinctively tilted his head. 

‘Rachael?” Ehren said. 

Even though Hesper was surprised that Ehren knew Rachael, she was even more surprised at the certainty in his voice. 

She was indeed “Rachael” right now, but the young man in front of her was blind and could only hear her voice. So how was he so certain that she was Rachael? 

Even if they had been friends, she and Rachael were two different people. 

When Hesper did not deny that she was Rachael, Ehren’s face sank. “It seems to me that you don’t like to talk very much, Ms. Lane.” 

“I’m sorry. I don’t remember anything from the past. I’m called Hesper Rivera now.” 

“Hah.” Ehren gave a cold smirk. Locke did not realize the tension between them, so he said worriedly, “Uncle Ehren, your hand is cold. It’s freezing here. You might catch a cold.” 

“I’m fine.” 

Even though Ehren said he was fine, Hesper could tell that the person who left Ehren there 

probably had already forgotten about him. He could not get back inside on his own, so he had no other choice but to sit there despite the coldness.